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Post by mary on Jun 9, 2011 10:33:59 GMT -6
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you in years. --- SOMETIMES, there are days that feel like everything is so perfectly in tune. There's this feeling of warmth and comfort surrounding you. On these days, even if the small things keep getting screwed up, you barely notice. Or at the very least, you simply just don't care. This was not one of them. This was a different sort of day for Mary Quinn. The inside of her mind was a whorl of nerves and sadness. Sadness because her closest friend and honorary cousin, Haley Summers, was heading back to New York City. Of course, Mary knew Haley was not going to stay in Valkyrie. Her work was in New York, but Mary would miss that girl with the freakishly big brown eyes. Mary had always been jealous of Haley, she loved her to death but Hales was one of those girls that walked into a room and turned all the heads, straight girls and gay men too. The way Mary saw it, Hales had one of those faces that men wrote poems about back in the 1300s. Mary had first met Hales when she was younger and chubbier and honestly, even then Hales was one of the prettiest girls Mary had ever seen. And it's almost all to do with her smile and her eyes. Mary was much... plainer. Mary hated that term to describe physical characteristics but there is simply no other way to put it. She was a redhead, that was great but other than that, she was short, short legs, short torso, short arms, short everything. She was not thin like that girl around, Maggie Giovanni. And she wasn't ultra-curvy like that girl who is friends with Maggie, Widow. Seriously, seeing those two around doesn't help self esteem. Mary wasn't ugly in her eyes, just not pretty.
--- BUT I digress. The point was that Haley was leaving and then Mary would be in Valkyrie on her own again, and just to add in the nerves, after Mary and Haley said their goodbyes, Mary had decided to rip both bandaids off at once and promised herself she would go to see Reed. She had been putting it off for almost a month now. Cowardly, I know but after he blew up on her at the fish fry after not seeing her for five years. Mary was thinking about all of this as her and Hales pulled up to the airport. Mary woke from her daze and sat up straighter, turning towards Haley who gave a smile before she unbuckled and stepped out. Mary put the car to idle and did the same. She went around to the back and helped get Haley's things out of the trunk. They placed them on the walk off the road. Mary looked up at the brunette as she quickly checked her ticket to figure out her gate. Mary smiled, "Well, this is it." Haley looked up from her ticket and nodded, "Yes it is. I'll see you soon though. No more five year long breaks." Mary laughed slightly and nodded, "Yeah, that was a bit much." Mary let her eyes drop slightly as her smile faded a bit, died down from the laughter. God, she really was gonna miss her. Mary looked back up, "I'll miss ya" Haley smiled and leaned in to give Mary a hug, "You too."
--- AFTER that, all that was left to do was to wave goodbye as Haley entered the terminal, headed for the gate. Mary exhaled and pulled the ends of her sweater tighter around her body. Slowly, she turned around and got back into the car. She leaned back and mentally mapped out the best way to get downtown to bad seeds. Once she had it, Mary pulled away from the airport getting right onto the highway. Part one of this day was over, now to go actually talk to Reed since she highly doubted the brief explosion at the fish fry counted as a reunion. As she drove further away from the airport, the less her mind was filled with thinking about Haley and the more her mind seemed to insist upon thinking about Reed Turner. She had planned on going to see him as soon as she heard Bad Seeds was still up and running when she got back but life got hectic so she did not get to see him until the Fish Fry. You know, when she pictured how it would be when the saw each other for the first time in five years, it was not by accident. Nor was he wasted and angry as all hell at her. It confused her until his older brother, Riley gave a small apology for Reed's behavior and mentioned that Reed had been having a hard time. Apparently he had gotten engaged some time back. His fiance died though. Most of Mary felt horrible about it, and thought about how hard it must have been. Most of Mary was a good friend, but a very small piece of her was simply lost. He was twenty-four and he had already been married and now engaged. As ashamed of herself as she was, part of Mary, when she heard the news, simply criticized that for a man who doesn't do commitment well, he sure does rush into it.
--- OR maybe that thought was some residual jealousy. Whatever, the point is, she understood he was going through a hard time. Plus, they did not leave off on the best terms. Mary thought he was wrong when he told her he loved her five years ago. She loved him. She had always loved him. He was her best friend and for awhile, she was convinced she was in love with him as well. But when he said he was in love with her? She knew there was no way. Mary had seen the women he went for. She was not his type. So she told him he was interpreting his feelings wrong and then left. And then stay four years longer than she meant to without telling him. God, maybe she deserved it his screams. Wait, what was she thinking? She had written him shortly after she left, he never replied. What was she supposed to do? Keep writing when he didn't care to listen? Her mind was buzzing with nervousness as Mary parked on the street and made her way to Bad Seeds. It was roughly four in the afternoon so the bar wouldn't be open yet but he should probably be there setting up. Make this casual Mary, old friends seeing each other again. That's all this is. Mary pulled open the door and made her way into the bar. She looked around the place as she walked when her eyes finally fell upon the back of Reed's head. He looked like he was working. "Glad to see the place is still goin'." She spoke, loudly enough for him to hear her clearly.
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Post by reed on Jun 11, 2011 18:52:45 GMT -6
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--- REED RUBBED HIS EYES WITH ONE HAND and took another drag from his cigarette with the other. yeah, he knew that you weren't supposed to smoke inside bars anymore but the way he saw it, he was the only one here aside from a delivery man delivery ice and beer and another employee who was cleaning the bathrooms. and besides, it was his bar. if he wanted to have a goddamn smoke, he was going to have one. right now, it was that awkward time in the day where they weren't opened, but they weren't exactly closed either. reed just had a habit of leaving the front door unlocked. sure, the hours were prominently displayed on the front door, but if you were close friends with reed, you were really welcomed anytime to have a drink on the house or just to talk to him. reed was behind the counter half working out money and numbers in the book and half smoking and drinking. he was already on his second bottle of beer, but it never felt like that. it was becoming second nature to just grab a beer when he finished the last.
yeah, it didn't take a genius to wonder if reed was slightly unstable at the moment. but the one thing that had been keeping reed from going completely insane was this very bar he opened up when he was nineteen. and here it was, five years later and still just as popular as it was when it first opened. the coyote ugly bar became more and more entertaining as the years went on as the girls did more up on stage. it was always a good time where every night was a different show from the previous night. bad seeds was literally right now his everything. if anything ever happened to it... damn. at least the bar didn't sustain too much damage during the earthquake over a month ago. well, the building itself wasn't damaged, but reed lost some alcohol, glasses broke, and the front windows shattered from the impact, but it had been nothing more than an extra week's work of cleaning it up, buying new windows, and buying the supplies that broke during the quake. over all, everything was rather miniscule compared to other buildings in the surrounding area.
oh, but you're wondering about what happens outside of reed's life at the bar? well to be honest he'd rather just not talk about it. apparently at the fish fry he put on quite the show. reed, of course, didn't remember any of it, he remembered having some shots with tristan before they left, and then the rest was one big blank. he woke up later that night with his five year old niece, tatum, staring at him. and it was one of the moments when reed just wondered where the fuck he was. but then he remembered he was in what was regan's bedroom at riley's apartment. riley was waiting for him in the living room when he officially got up. explosive bombs had been going off in his head as he collapsed in the chair as riley just shook his head at reed. when reed asked how he had gotten here, riley on explained very vividly what reed was too gone to remember. he was so drunk that he was tripping and stumbling all over the sand, being very touchy and grabby with tristan, and saying many vulgar sentences with parents and their kids present. but riley had been saving the best for last because riley said reed ran into mary at one of the booths. that was truly shocking for reed. because as far as he knew, mary was somewhere around the world. when reed ask if she was really back in valkyrie, riley only nodded saying that reed had very colorful word choices when he was talking to mary. well, reed could only imagine. mary was the second woman he had known that truly broke his heart. he told her that he loved her, and she told him that he really didn't, got on a plan and left. having her back in town was weird. weird that they had already reunited and reed didn't even remember it. he saw the look in riley's eyes. the look that said 'i'm concerned, i want to say something, but i know i shouldn't.' reed was very used to seeing that look and always chose to ignore it. either say it or don't.
so he took it one day at a time since then and tried to be more aware of things. technically, he knew he should probably find out what was up with mary. riley said he apologized for him, but he knew better than not say anything. but every time he tried to look for her number, he just couldn't do it. he didn't want to talk to her because he really didn't know what to say. there was just so much unfinished business between them and reed didn't know where to start. well, maybe she didn't think so, but he told her that he loved her. and it was true. deep down, he knew he was in love with his best friend. yeah, reed knew his track record of falling in love quickly and never having those romances panning out in his favor all the time. it was a character flaw, ok? he couldn't help it. well, mary knew of this too. and the days and weeks that followed her departure from the states, reed wondered if she thought that this was just one of his supposed phases of falling in love. he turned from the bar and opened the cash register. all this thinking of mary made him not realize that it was reality when he heard her all-too-familiar voice coming from behind him. he turned around, closing the cash drawer. it was mary. standing there commenting on the bar. "yup. we're still here," he said, leaning his elbows back on the bar. another cigarette drag and reed decided it was probably time to break the bread. he pulled out the vodka and two shot glasses. pushing on glass to the edge of the bar for her, and one for him. he poured them a shot each. "have you built up a tolerance yet, or are you still a lush like i remember you being?"
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Post by mary on Jun 20, 2011 12:57:52 GMT -6
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you in years. --- THE truth was sometimes hard to understand. Mary was a reader. I mean she loved books with all her heart. She read when she was bored or procrastinating. She read when she felt alone. She read when she felt sad or heartbroken. She read when before she went to sleep each night. She read when she was on the bus, or travelled anywhere really. Something about the pages of people who experience the world and overcome. The adventures and the lives that are truly lived, it's exciting and takes you to a knew world where you can experience the fun and not have to worry about the hardships. The reality of the real world was not more interesting as some people claimed, simply more true and therefore harder to understand. And harder to deal with. In books, you are allowed to feel their joy and sorrows but really? You do not feel it like they do. When Oliver Twist asks for some more, you know he's hungry and you feel bad for him, you may even cry but you do not feel his hunger, his starvation. You can only truly feel what's in your own life. People need to understand that sympathy and empathy are not the same as experiencing. And just because you know the situation, does not mean you know how a person is feeling. Not in the real world. And that was Mary's biggest mistake when it came to Reed.
--- MARY felt as though she knew what Reed felt for her. In fact, what she had really claimed those five years ago was that she knew what Reed felt better than he did. She still thinks she did. She figured by now he would have figured it out that she was right, that he never had romantic feelings of love for her, he was just in a bad place and would miss her so he was confused because at the end of the day, as pathetic as it sounded, she just couldn't see why he would ever love her. The first girl he had fallen for, and married, for the record, was stunning. Mary had never met the girl, she knew her name was Ashley Adams, but she had seen pictures. Ashley was tall, thin, dirty blonde, blue eyes. From what she knew about Ashley, she was kind and personable. Mary was... well she was kind and personable but in a much more disagreeable contrarian type of way. She was not a dirty blonde. Her eyes were brown. She was short AND while she did not see herself as fat, she was not the thin "perfection" Ashley was. Who else had she seen Reed with? He had flings with Bret who was tall, thin, and blonde. He dated Nikki Malinda who was tall, thin and blonde. He had flings with Tristan which Mary saw the sick drunken evidence of at the Fish Fry, and Tristan might not be tall or blonde but she had a face and body that people would literally kill for. She looked like a model off the runway. Mary... well, Mary didn't.
--- STUPID self-esteem issues got in the way of everything, but honestly, it was the trip of a lifetime and she loved it. Every second of it. She did not live being so far away from everyone but she loved the trip. She loved all the people she met. She missed them now that she was back here. Alec especially. Alec was actually a man she dated for awhile. They met in Indore, India. He was a human rights lawyer believe it or not. This would be about two years ago. He was sort of instantly attracted to her. She was smart, he found her beautiful, she had wit, didn't try to kiss his ass but was still warm, friendly and open and she seemed to actually care about human rights as he did from a genuine place. They began to date for awhile but when the case finished, he had to go back to England and she had to continue on with Unicef so they broke up. They kept in contact though, as good friends since they both travel so much. Truth was, Mary wasn't sure if she had ever cared about Alec quite as much as he cared about her. But he was charming and he was able to get to give him a chance. He took it and ran with it. But they were never going to work. Locationally it was not an option.
--- MARY placed her hands in the pockets of her jeans and shrugged her shoulders up briefly as she walked further into the bar. She let her eyes scan her surrounds. It looked pretty much the same. Same bar, same stools, same large floor that in a few hours would be filled with drunkards drooling at the girls on the bad dancing around to rock music. Mary wondered briefly if some of the same girls were working here when she heard Reed turn around and acknowledge her presence. "yup. we're still here," He spoke and took a hot of his cigarette. See that was something that hadn't changed. She was still a smoker. She smoked less than she did once upon a time but she still enjoyed it every now and then. Social smoker, you would call it. Alec had not been a fan. Mary watched as he pulled out the shot glasses and spoke again. "have you built up a tolerance yet, or are you still a lush like i remember you being?" She forced a small smirk as she walked up to the bar next to him. "Ah yes, alcohol at bad seeds, that's a great idea. after all, turned out so wonderfully for me the last time." She replied sarcastically, only a bit kidding. She had gotten drunk here once before, and danced on the bar before falling off it. Luckily, Reed was there to catch her. She looked down at the shot glass closest to her before taking it into her hand. She lifted it to him almost as a cheers before downing it and coughing hard. "O-okay still a --a bit lush-y" She spoke through the coughs. To be fair, not even many experienced drinkers can do vodka shots without chasers.
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Post by reed on Jul 21, 2011 23:40:30 GMT -6
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--- IF REED WAS COMING OFF AS A COLD ASSHOLE then well, he probably was. this was just what he had become over the past five years. well, he could talk that back, moreso over the past six months. everyone knew that reed was a ticking timebomb in high school, and sure, he had his moments of greatness, like graduating decently, opening up his own bar, and said bar becoming successful. and then he had a lot of moments of weakness. divorce, being arrested, alcoholism, and now the death of his would-be wife. it was hard to see the good in life when the bad outweighed it by a ton. reed saw the attempts by his brothers, but he just wanted them to get away sometimes. reed wanted to stop being viewed as a screwed up kid from the neighborhood that needed help. his brother's lives seemed great. riley was a dad now, regan had some "self-discovery" or whatever in ireland and now he's back. not to mention, regan kicked his bad drug habits years ago. reed was genuinely happy for his brothers. he was just getting irritated that they were trying to bring him up to that "happy life" point. it wasn't going to happen. reed had been like that for the past three years. and then it had all come crashing down. so he was sorry, he really was if he wasn't happy right now. jesus christ, people just needed to let him grieve, and if drinking until he can't remember his middle name was one of them, so be it.
and mary just breezed back into the bar like she never left. he felt the most vulnerable in front of her believe it or not. she wasn't one of his brothers, so he knew he couldn't bullshit her. she was one of the few that had seen him and his best and worst. and he was sure she was now experiencing reed at his rock bottom. first at the fish fry, and what was probably going to come right now. was reed a little bit bitter? heh, yeah, he was. reed was still a little irritated about five years ago when he rushed to the airport to tell mary he loved her. it was like some cheesy fucking chick flick that he hated. there was the whole running thing, trying to find her, and when he did he just said it. he said he loved her and that he didn't want her to go. and then she told him that he was just confused and he didn't want her to leave. well, damn right he didn't want her to leave, because he was in love with his best friend. ignore the part that reed fell in love a couple times every year, it was still true. it was still true and mary didn't know it, or didn't want to believe it. and then she left him and reed was left standing there looking and feeling like the biggest damn fool. he hated the chick-flick endings that ended like that, but damn, it hurt when it didn't go your way.
it took him a few weeks of feeling shitty, but in the end, he was happy that she got to do something she wanted, and he did hope that she enjoyed herself. reed would always be that guy, living in his bar, and still act the same twenty years down the road. maybe he'd have a couple kids by then, different mothers and with neither of them. it would be a sad and depressing life. however, reed knew if shelby was still alive, it wouldn't have worked out that way. he could actually see himself with her for the rest of his life. of course, he thought that with every girl he had ever loved, but this time it just felt different. he was pissed she was taken away from him, angry at himself because that night could have been so much different. he literally wanted to kill the fucking bastard that killed her. whenever he was found, he might just have to call in a favor with a few italians he was related to on his mother's side. reed would do it. the guy that killed her didn't deserve to live. it was as simple as that.
mary made her way to the bar and mentioned the last time she got drunk at the bar. "i know," he replied as he pushed the shot glass towards her. "that was the night you kissed me." yup, he was just gonna lay it out there now. sadly, reed didn't give a shit about much these days. unfortunately, mary was going to be getting a lot of his frustration simply because they hadn't spoken to each other in five years and she didn't leave on the best of terms. she downed her shot and immediately started coughing. he smirked as he put down his own now empty shot glass and finished it off with another drag. "still the same mary. it's almost like you never left," he said and poured them each another. "how was the other side of the world, by the way?" it had been forever since reed was back at his own homeland of ireland. he hadn't been back there since he left to move here to valkyrie.
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Post by mary on Nov 3, 2011 16:52:17 GMT -6
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you in years.
--- HOW was it possible to be this nervous seeing an old friend? She had always been comfortable with Reed. Everyone else around her always seemed to judge her somehow and not that he didn't but it was like, no matter how he judged he understood her in a way no one else did. Not since her father died. But their friendship had spanned continents. Bro's in Ireland growing up together, the moving to America. Being on opposite sides of America. And yet, they hadn't spoken since she left those five years ago, but my god the things she saw! She had loved it. She still wasn't sure if Unicef was what she wanted to do with her life. Mary had met a lot of people and had taken up nature and cultural photography. She had even been offered a job from National Geographic to come along with them on a trip to the piers of Alexandria in Egypt for a piece they're working on because of the Cleopatra exhibit's success on it's world tour in 2011. She was committed to Unicef for the five years though so she turned them down. But honestly, the idea of applying there now that those were over with had crossed her mind. Plus she would be in DC which is a lot closer to New York where she had lived in her young teen years with her father and where Haley and Rose, her only family left really(excluding her estranged sister) were.
--- BUT no, she had come back to Valkyrie. Perhaps it was because of the Earthquake. She felt she needed to show support, maybe it was Reed on some level. Who knew? It saddened her. The trip had not been a mistake and she would never even think that but she still was lost on her future and what it would entail. Mary wished with all her heart that one day she would just wake up and know for sure what she wanted with her life. Just know and go for it. She could do it if she knew what it was. For right now though, this place was where she felt she needed to be... maybe... aw fuck she hated being indecisive. Just another think she was not a fan of in herself. Haley, Rose they both seemed to have such specific and decisive ideas about their futures. Haley had wanted to be a designer since she was eight years old. Rose knew she wanted to dance since she was a kid and wanted to be a professor of Literature since she was about eleven. You want to know what Mary has wanted to be since she was eleven. Well, she wanted to be a photographer, a journalist, a book store owner in New York, a news anchor, a meteorologist, an anthropologist, a professor in history, geography, and literature. She has wanted to be a novelist, a screen writer, she wanted to be an ambassador to China, the president, a philosopher, own a homeless shelter, run a non-prophit and a million other things.
--- MARY might be a smart girl, but she was not a girl with direction. At least Reed had that. He had this bar. He probably never understood how jealous that made her. Maybe if he had, he would have understood better just how much she had needed that trip. It might not have solved her problem but it got her one step closer, maybe more like three steps closer. Anything helped. She glanced around the bar once more, it really looked exactly the same. Did not feel the same though. It felt foreign, a glimpse of what was. "i know, that was the night you kissed me." Okay... ouch. Mary just looked at Reed for a moment trying to hide any effect of those words and then nodded a bit as she swallowed down the lump in her throat and glanced down, "Yeah..." she began before shrugging and look up at him with a clearly forced small smile, "It was also the night I was completely wasted and flashed half my ass to the men here." She replied cooly, as if it discredited the kiss. The kiss was probably the most honestly Mary thing she had done in years let alone that night.
--- ALTHOUGH, it was true, she would never had done it sober. Drinking gives you balls after all. "still the same mary. it's almost like you never left," Mary chuckled slightly, "Now you know that's not true." She replied, lightly taking note of the clear tension in the room it seemed the both of them were trying to ignore, although perhaps one more then the other. But Mary could be blunt too. "Five years ago we wouldn't need vodka in order to have a small conversation." She added as she took her now full shot. Mary wondered if she would ever Reed with out alcohol on his breath again. First time she saw him in five years he was off his ass in public at a charity event, mackin' on tristin silver of all people before noticing her and yelling all sorts of things. She had never seen him so angry at her before. It had to have come from somewhere, but she had been naive to think that it would have all been forgiven and forgotten. "The other side of the world I saw was starving and at the same time, strikingly beautiful."
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